歌曲 | Raging Towards Burning Flames |
歌手 | Summon |
专辑 | And The Blood Runs Black |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : O'Niel, Summon, Xaphan | |
Counting out the days | |
Awaiting solutions arise | |
Never seen the darkness | |
Growing in your eyes | |
Shadows of the never way | |
Stretched across my mind | |
Unborn fetuses speak in strange tongues | |
Longing for what is known | |
Pain of the never way | |
It doesn't matter, do what's said... | |
Tortured demon spreading out | |
It's never been the same | |
Starlit dream of desolation | |
Give me something to blame | |
Crush the wills of the skeptics | |
And praise the one who awaits thee beyond... | |
Gave you all. I don't know | |
It's hard to not know yourself | |
Bleed. My heart's descension | |
Raging towards burning flames | |
Truth covered security | |
We've made a pact to deal with whom? | |
No one cares if our feelings survive | |
Pain soaked heart straining to bleed | |
Be true. You know, for what is real? | |
The ambition of those is placed upon your heart | |
Liek a crown full of thorns. | |
Nailing you down, they drink from your wounds | |
Sustaining their own lives, nurturing soul | |
Find your home, where happiness can be found. |
zuo qu : O' Niel, Summon, Xaphan | |
Counting out the days | |
Awaiting solutions arise | |
Never seen the darkness | |
Growing in your eyes | |
Shadows of the never way | |
Stretched across my mind | |
Unborn fetuses speak in strange tongues | |
Longing for what is known | |
Pain of the never way | |
It doesn' t matter, do what' s said... | |
Tortured demon spreading out | |
It' s never been the same | |
Starlit dream of desolation | |
Give me something to blame | |
Crush the wills of the skeptics | |
And praise the one who awaits thee beyond... | |
Gave you all. I don' t know | |
It' s hard to not know yourself | |
Bleed. My heart' s descension | |
Raging towards burning flames | |
Truth covered security | |
We' ve made a pact to deal with whom? | |
No one cares if our feelings survive | |
Pain soaked heart straining to bleed | |
Be true. You know, for what is real? | |
The ambition of those is placed upon your heart | |
Liek a crown full of thorns. | |
Nailing you down, they drink from your wounds | |
Sustaining their own lives, nurturing soul | |
Find your home, where happiness can be found. |
zuò qǔ : O' Niel, Summon, Xaphan | |
Counting out the days | |
Awaiting solutions arise | |
Never seen the darkness | |
Growing in your eyes | |
Shadows of the never way | |
Stretched across my mind | |
Unborn fetuses speak in strange tongues | |
Longing for what is known | |
Pain of the never way | |
It doesn' t matter, do what' s said... | |
Tortured demon spreading out | |
It' s never been the same | |
Starlit dream of desolation | |
Give me something to blame | |
Crush the wills of the skeptics | |
And praise the one who awaits thee beyond... | |
Gave you all. I don' t know | |
It' s hard to not know yourself | |
Bleed. My heart' s descension | |
Raging towards burning flames | |
Truth covered security | |
We' ve made a pact to deal with whom? | |
No one cares if our feelings survive | |
Pain soaked heart straining to bleed | |
Be true. You know, for what is real? | |
The ambition of those is placed upon your heart | |
Liek a crown full of thorns. | |
Nailing you down, they drink from your wounds | |
Sustaining their own lives, nurturing soul | |
Find your home, where happiness can be found. |